Nathan Margoni
At age thirteen, I began to look at things differently. The small
town I grew up in was suddenly provincial, the authority figures
I had always looked up to were absurd, and God was made up,
like Santa Claus. I became angry at the world and acted out
by carving obscenities into trees and lighting things on fire.
Fortunately, I also developed a sense of humor. This turned out to
be a more effective and long-term way of dealing with my anxiety.
In my paintings, I still use humor to deal with the more
difficult things in life. With exaggeration, juxtaposition, and a
few grotesque details, I am able to make fun of the folly I see
embedded in my culture.
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